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She lays in bed wearing a floral nightie. The TV strobes over her face and the unpainted wall behind her bed. I can see the tears welling up inside her eyes, a pathetic smile lamely attempts to cover them up. I ask what's wrong.
A long chain of unofficially related events leaves an aging woman sick, broke and nearly homeless. Today we don't abuse people outright. We torture them over long periods of time when they come into poor standing in our society. A highly debatable improvement.
Some say that our success in life is all based in perspective. Keep a positive perspective and you can do anything! I call bullshit when I hear it, and although it may mark me as the nihilist I can sometimes be, you've got to assume nothing in order to understand something. Which I don't think is precisely nihilistic.
The world is one big karmic asshole. And I think, perhaps, there is a deficiency of good going around. When you factor out the bourgeois, maligned, distracted and ignorant the margins for quantifiable "good" are pretty thin. Between the pious headlines and quarter-truth weblogs I subject myself to daily, I wonder if we'll ever stop lying to ourselves and figure it out? Or just wait twiddling our thumbs until it's our time to get screwed too.
Tomorrow I paint her walls.
"I'm not much fun to be around these days, am I?"It's hard to watch a parent dissected for nearly five years. From financial desperation to health and professional crisis. Dolled out from cold fluorescent lit Byzantine cube farms across the world and a single impish balding bank manager sitting back in his chair, feet up arching his fingers. He tells her that the $500 stolen from her son's account will not be refunded as if he's trying to emulate the stereotype of the cold, heartless and miserly banker.
A long chain of unofficially related events leaves an aging woman sick, broke and nearly homeless. Today we don't abuse people outright. We torture them over long periods of time when they come into poor standing in our society. A highly debatable improvement.
Some say that our success in life is all based in perspective. Keep a positive perspective and you can do anything! I call bullshit when I hear it, and although it may mark me as the nihilist I can sometimes be, you've got to assume nothing in order to understand something. Which I don't think is precisely nihilistic.
The world is one big karmic asshole. And I think, perhaps, there is a deficiency of good going around. When you factor out the bourgeois, maligned, distracted and ignorant the margins for quantifiable "good" are pretty thin. Between the pious headlines and quarter-truth weblogs I subject myself to daily, I wonder if we'll ever stop lying to ourselves and figure it out? Or just wait twiddling our thumbs until it's our time to get screwed too.
Tomorrow I paint her walls.
